Diamond’s tears slowly
slither down nights blanket as
young bodies are bruised.
Left for Angels collection
their raspy breath makes dark clouds.
Diamond’s tears slowly slither down nights blanket as young bodies are bruised. Left for Angels collection their raspy breath makes dark clouds.
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